It's been fun but time to call it a night.

Mara closed the screen on her phone and tossed it on the nightstand beside her bed. That was enough playing around with Dre. She’d loved the attention the black man had given her, but she wasn’t really going to act on it. It was just harmless fooling around. All girls did it, but they didn’t act on it.

Now finally able to concentrate on her own body, Mara’s fingers started to focus entirely on her sensitive clit. She really needed to orgasm, and this was a surefire way of making herself erupt.

Faster, Mara’s fingers stroked. Rubbing her bead even harder.

Shit! She was so close. If she could just…

Hmmf! It wasn’t working. She’d found herself getting distracted into thinking about that huge black dick Dre had sent her just as she was almost there.

That was it. She needed a cock inside her!

A fake one.

She pulled open the drawer beside her bed and pulled out her vibrator. She never failed to cum when she used this rubbery purple tool. She kicked her damp knickers down to her feet and opened her legs as wide as she could.

Mara clicked the vibe on and brought it into contact with her saturated pussy.

“Aaah!” Mara cried as she felt the thousands and thousands of electric pulses sprout out from each of her nerve endings.

“Fuck,” Mara moaned louder. The pressure in her soul was building.

“Fuuckk.”

“Fuuuccckk”

“Fuck. Fuck. FUCK. FUCK IT DRE!”

Mara couldn’t fucking cum!

Angry now, Mara snapped the toy off and rolled over onto her stomach and towards her phone.

Mara: 27 Willow Creek Lane. Ravenswood Heights.

She sent the message.

Shit, she actually sent it, the realisation hit her like a rock. That didn’t mean she was actually going to do anything! Oh no!

She would just hang out and chat and maybe have a drink with Dre. She’d let him down in person. That was for the best. It was much nicer than doing it by text message after all.

Dre: On my way. Be there in 10. Be ready.

Oh crap! Mara didn’t have much time.

Getting up, Mara ran to her wardrobe and pulled out the first cute little dress she could find. It was a black mini that had this adorable cut-out lattice down the middle of the chest. Mara liked it. She always thought she looked super cute in it.

Mara wished she had more time to fix up her hair, but it looked fine as it was. She had just enough time to race to the bathroom next and touch up her makeup. She was still putting her pink lip gloss on when she heard a determined knock at her front door.

Shit! Dre was already here. Mara grabbed a pair of black heels from her shoe collection as she hopped to the front door on one foot and then the other. She completely forgot about her purple vibrator lying on the bed. Or that she hadn’t put any panties on.